Chapter 418: Chapter 286: Dead End (Part 2)
But it never changed its attack direction, fully powered forward, and in the end, didn’t bother dodging machine gun bullets, determined to perish along with them.
Xuan Hui’s prayer beads spun faster and faster in his hand, the energy vortex in his eyes swirling to the extreme, but no matter how he activated the Illusionary Blood Code, he couldn’t stop Nuobai’s insane actions.
Finally, as the collision was imminent, Xuan Hui’s face twitched, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Quick, dodge!"
The Ancient Temple Mercenaries quickly ceased fire and pulled the lever to evade.
But Nuobai was dead set on risking everything, charging forward recklessly.
"Boom!!!" The two floating airships collided heavily, exploding in midair with a blinding fireball.
Red light filled the cockpit where Xuan Hui was, the feeling of weightlessness spreading through everyone’s body, the Ancient Temple Mercenaries cried out, "Main engine damaged! Activate the backup engine, prepare for crash landing, everyone brace for impact!"
As this floating airship crash-landed, Nuobai’s airship also reached its limit, wobbling and falling toward the ground amidst continuous explosions and smoke...
...
From the moment Nuobai was attacked by the Hellhound Mercenary Corps, members of the Fools’ Association had been watching her escape.
Mammon was the head of intelligence at Hegemony Company, holding direct command over top military equipment, the "Apocalypse Star."
This detector is in a nearly indestructible high orbit, capable of capturing all visual information within its range with extreme precision.
It’s no exaggeration to say that if you’re walking on the road with your phone, the Apocalypse Star, more than 35,000 kilometers above the ground, can not only see who you’re messaging but even discern the texture of your fingerprints.
And at this moment, this top-tier surveillance equipment used by Hegemony Company for intelligence gathering was being used by Mammon as a plaything for the Fools’ Association.
Why?
Because he was the number one figure in the intelligence department of the New Moon City branch.
He wielded such high-standing authority.
Watching through live footage as Nuobai struggled under pursuit, making a fool of herself, members of the Fools’ Association slapped their thighs in laughter, the air filled with lively amusement.
"Gemini Star is indeed funny; every time I watch their fight, it’s hilarious. The two brothers move in sync like replicas, it’s absolutely delightful!"
"Oh, too bad the car she jumped onto later didn’t have assassins inside. If it did, the scene where she gets backstabbed after being cared for would absolutely be a great show!"
"It’s not that simple, she’s the Silent Death God, she hasn’t been mixed up for all these years for nothing. See how she saw through Spirit Star’s schemes and instantly counter-attacked Sakura Celestial Guardian’s men."
"Hey, Al, you lost the bet, she wasn’t fooled by those fake Edge Sakura Celestial Guardian mercenaries, transfer a hundred thousand lunar coins to me quickly."
"Haha, don’t rush, let me collect money here first. Huang Wenlong bet with me that Funeral Star would surely succeed, he also lost, owes me two hundred thousand~"
Laughter and jokes filled the air, everyone teased and joked about the scenes just passed, reveling in a festive atmosphere like the New Year.
At this moment, the Apocalypse Star had already sent back the latest on-site situation, the image frozen on Nuobai’s floating airship.
It crashed in a remote park in the Rust Wall District, buffered by the muddy ground, so didn’t immediately explode, but flames had already risen, it was uncertain whether Nuobai trapped inside was dead or alive.
Shaya sighed and laughed upon seeing this: "Such a tasty dish, really reluctant to just finish it off like this."
Al had a sudden idea, saying with interest, "How about we immediately send out a rescue team to save Nuobai, heal her, then release her again later?"
Huang Wenlong clapped his hands in excitement: "That’s a good idea! We can even stage a drama!"
"For example, let the rescue team show utmost care for her so she lets her guard down, thinking she encountered kind people, then give her a sharp stab! That expression will be absolutely interesting~"
While everyone was enthusiastically discussing how to extend the enjoyment of this dish, Mammon suddenly lowered his hand, looking at the image playfully, "No need to discuss the follow-up, someone has beaten us to it."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked together at the figure focused by the Apocalypse Star’s camera.
"It’s him..."
Mammon’s tongue stroked his lips, face full of expectancy: "Whether betrayal or salvation, it will provide a memorable and intriguing taste."
Low laughter echoed around, everyone watching the image like hungry wolves, waiting for the imminent delicacy.
...
Darkness...
Blurred consciousness...
Nuobai didn’t even know how she left the airship.
Before she regained consciousness, her body was already moving unconsciously with a strong survival instinct, crawling outwards continuously.
Her body was a mess, wounds sticking to her clothes, leaving a long trail of blood where she crawled, her whole self like a ragged mop staining the ground crimson.
Who knows how long she crawled, her consciousness barely returning somewhat, she tried to get up, but her spine was damaged in the previous fall, her lower body already paralyzed, unable to stand.
She struggled to crawl to a small puddle, so parched she didn’t care about the dirt, sticking her tongue out to lick the dirty water like a desolate stray dog.
At this moment, footsteps and whispers could be heard.
Nuobai thought someone was coming again, instinctively wanting to escape, but her body no longer allowed her to, she could only painfully turn her head to look.
Not far away, two boys in thin clothes, looking barely in their teens, appeared. Their clothes were worn out, likely homeless wanderers.
The two had their hands tucked in their sleeves, noses reddened from the cold, cautiously eyeing Nuobai.
"Damn, what’s going on, how did a floating airship fall down here?"
Nuobai trembled as she lifted her hand, just the simple action almost drained all her strength.
She struggled to move her fingers in the snow, leaving behind three barely readable words:
[Help me]
This scene was undoubtedly ironic and sad, the famous Silent Death God, to the point of asking for help from vagrant boys.
One boy murmured: "Should we go report to the Public Security Bureau? This lady looks like she’s done for."
His companion nudged him: "Are you dumb, whether she’s alive or dead has nothing to do with us?"
Boy: "Then we..."
The two exchanged glances, seeing the meaning in each other’s eyes.
"Go, rob her coins!"
One boy kept watch while the companion ran to Nuobai, stepped on her broken hand, then rummaged through her pockets.
After rummaging, he found only a few blood-stained bills with small denominations, totaling just dozens.
"Damn it, thought she was a cash cow, turns out just this little money, a poor ghost!" The companion kicked Nuobai in frustration and pulled the boy away in haste.
Amidst heavy snowfall, severely injured Nuobai lay alone in the snow, unable to get up again, with her wounds frozen, presenting mottled crimson.
Feathery snowflakes fell, slowly piling up, seemingly wrapping her in a white blanket. A compelling drowsiness swept in.
The severe injuries had long worn down Nuobai’s body; the desperate loneliness and bitterness also corroded her will. Her eyes half-opened and half-closed, she numbly watched the drifting snow.
So tired...
Really so tired...
Just sleep like this...
Slept, never tired again...
Nuobai closed her eyes, her breath gradually weakened in the cold wind, she lay lonely in the snow, the snow falling upon her, gently burying her.
Who knows how long has passed...
"Thud, thud, thud..." Suddenly, the sound of running footsteps approached, getting closer.
"Nuobai!!!"
Nuobai heard someone calling her name, but her consciousness was too blurred; the voice sounds muffled like through frosted glass, unable to tell who.
Suddenly, she felt her body being tightly embraced.
The voice continually echoed in her ears: "Nuobai, don’t sleep! Look at me, I’m Su Mo!"
